Date: Tue, 20 Feb 2007 09:07:57 -0500
From: Todd Small
Subject: My Sister's Mannequin
This is a short story that is mostly fact with a little fiction thrown in at
the end. It is not suitable for minors.
Sharing the "finished basement" with my sister when I was 12-14 years old
was both a complete joy and incredibly agonizing at the same time. Cindy was
6 years older than me and a fabulous person to live with. She was everything
you would want in a roommate; energetic, happy, playful, talkative, full of
ideas, pretty,sexy and loving. She was also dynamic, organized and
strong-willed when she needed to be. When the neighborhood garage play was
happening, Cindy was the one writing lines, getting costumes and scenery,
directing things in only the way that she could. Who wouldn't want to take
orders from the beautiful queen of the neighborhood?
The agonizing aspect was living with a goddess when your coming into your
own sexuality. Not only was she gorgeous to behold but she had a very sexy
style and very sexy accessories to go along with it. It was the late sixties
and short dresses and skirts were coming into fashion. My sister had a grand
collection of these along with a growing collection of lingerie of all
sorts. There were stockings hanging all about, bras, slips, garters,
camisoles, corsets, girdles, bustiers, panties; you name it. She also
happened to be on the cheerleading squad, so those outfits were strewn about
as well.
Modesty was never something she considered, so I would be treated to
displays of her naked or partially clothed body that turned me on and gave
me some of my earliest erections. I also started to become aware that I
really liked the clothes that she had. They were so pretty and felt so good
to the touch, nothing like the dismal stuff that we boys had in our
dressers. So, when she was out, I would start opening her panty/stocking
drawer and feel those sheer materials and smell the perfumes until I was
quite intoxicated.
Cindy also liked to make and alter her own clothes. The dresses were often a
bit too long for her so she would be inspired to hem them. Not having a
mannequin to do this work on, and being the pragmatic sort that she was, she
coerced me into helping her, though it probably didn't take all that much
pressuring given the interest I was quickly developing in her clothes. You
see, with our age difference I was almost the same size as she.
I remember one incident in particular, which was probably the first or
second time I had helped her. I was to put an alluring red sun dress while
she hemmed it. She wanted it to sit more naturally on me so I was
instructed wear only my briefs. I can still feel that slinky dress running
over my skin, just as many of her dresses eventually did! On that day in
praticular though, I started to get really turned on and my then diminutive
pecker began to get particularly hard. It was embarassing and thriliing at
the same time. With her working on the hem, the material of the dress kept
sliding across my smooth skin, making me more and more aroused. Of course I
didn't want her to see me in that state, but being hard, in a sexy red
dress, was so thrilling I had no control over my body and it's desires.
But just as I thought she had started to notice my "condition" we heard a
noise from upstairs and the voice of her current football-player boyfriend
calling to her.
"Cindy, are you home?", asked Seth, who had free reign of the house when my
parents weren't around.
"Oh Shit!" whispered Cindy.
"I'll be right up", she yelled to him.
But no use, he started toward the basement door just as I started toward the
closet. Imagine, one of my first experiences dressing and I was already
heading for the closet! He came bounding down the stairs just as I managed
to shut the closet door.
"Hi Sweety, I had a half hour to spare so I thought I'd stop by"
"You know Seth, I'd appreciate it if you'd at least knock before you burst
in on me like this."
"Well, I just really needed to see you baby."
I could hear the rustle of clothes and sounds of their lips together.
"Look Seth, I have too much to do right now to be fooling around" said my
sister.
"Oh come on, you don't know how much I've missed you"
"Well, I can easily see how much you've missed me! I tell you what Seth, if
I give you a blow job right now, will you leave and let me get on with my
day?"
"Hey, you don't have to,,,,,,,umh, well, OK"
The next thing I hear is the unbuckling of a belt and the unzipping of the
jeans.
Well, I knew my sister was staightforward and practical but I didn't really
expect to hear those words passing her lips! As I heard a low moaning coming
out of Seth I couldn't help but to want to see what was happening. I opened
the door a crack and saw my sister on her knees in front of Seth with a lot
more than her words passing her lips. From the angle I had I could see most
of her face and Seth's back. His cock was almost completely in her mouth and
he began pumping his hips as he said,
"Oh yah Cindy, you have such a great tongue, keep doin' that,"
I also noticed that she had grabbed hold of his balls with her right hand
and was squeezing them hard as her head bobbed on his cock. Her other hand
was on his ass cheek as she dug her nails in.
"God, I love to fuck your face, Oh jeessus!"
At this point I was so hard I just had to reach under that slinky dress and
grab a fistful of my cock as it stuck out of my BVD's. As I started to
stroke my cock I glanced down for a second and saw a sight sent from heaven;
My favorite pair of my sisters panties was lying there on top of the clothes
in the hamper. They were pink with lace trim and a little satin bow on the
front, so cute and so sexy. The charge that went through me as I pulled off
my BVD's and started to slip into her panties for the first time was one
that stays with me to this day. With a light touch I began to feel the
panties on my ass and over my cock. That was almost enough in itself to make
me cum.
"Oh yeah, that's it Cindy, squeeze my balls hard baby.."
Well, I couldn't help but to follow directions as I started to squeeze my
balls through the panties. When I looked back out Seth was pumping his cock
into my sisters mouth like there was no tomorrow. My sister, who'd had her
eyes closed before, opened them for a second and looked right at the closet.
She seemed a bit surprised, but kept looking my way and finally gave me a
wink before she shut them again to focus on swallowing Seth's cum as he
rocked her head and held it tight with his hands.
At that point a few quick strokes through the panties with my other hand
squeezing my balls hard and my cum was all over those beautiful, sweet
little bikinis.
I began to wonder what it would be like to have a cock in my mouth like
that. As it turned out I would know the answer sooner than I could imagine.
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